I saw you ugly in a costume
You wore for Halloween;
You had decaying buckteeth on
And the ugliest hair I've ever seen.

I recognized you right away,
Though your face I couldn't see;
Maybe it was how you walked
Or the way you spoke to me.

We went along, you took the teeth out
To show me they weren't real.
When I asked you if I could,
You offered your hair to feel.

It was oily and matted and looked like bugs
Were living somewhere within
You laughed and asked if I noticed
The paperclip used for a pin.

We kept on walking side by side
I liked you ugly or not:
Its what's beneath that matters,
And that shines through, I thought.

Below the surface, I saw beauty
Out for an ugly lark,
And me becoming more and more eager
To be with her in the dark.